The Rest Is Just Sand (Reblogged)


I posted this in Sept. 2013 … but I think it’s about time to re-post. Personal I just love this story.

When things in your life seem almost too much to handle when 24 hours are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and two cups of coffee:

Mayonnaise jar - funny-pictures.feedio net

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. Again he asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

golf bolls - allday2 com

The professor next picked…

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April is Parkinson’s Awareness Month (Reblogged)

In honour of Parkinson’s Awareness Month, I’m reblogging this. (for Terry and Al, and all those dealing with this in some shape or form)



I may be 6 days late in advising that this month is dedicated to Parkinson’s Awareness.  But…better late than never.

I have plans for this month, to try to bring awareness of this disease to my Community, and anyone and everyone that will listen.

I am a Caregiver to my Momma who is in Stage 5 Parkinson’s, I have watched the progression of this disease for about 10 years now.   At times, we were never sure what “Stage” Momma was in,   We are very clear now, though what stage she is in.

The funniest thing about this disease, is it, does not affect every person the same.  There is no manuscript or instruction manual on how to proceed.  Most times, we fly by the seat of our pants, especially at this stage.

I have talked with many different people about the disease.  Most people, who have never dealt with it…

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Reblogged from Kirsten Kelly

Kirsten Kelly

I’m not writing this to bring anger or condemnation, bitterness or judgement; but to bring love and understanding, empathy and revelation. All of which I have had to learn on my own through personal experience of tragedy. The tragedy of a “woman’s choice”. I believe in what I am about to say so much so that I am willing to expose all that I have kept neatly hidden below the surface of what is seen by all, away from anyone’s judgement or opinion.

There has been a stirring of controversy, thanks to the upcoming election. Some people say the “right things” and others say “the wrong things”- in speeches, in interviews and on any of the slew of social media options we have before us. Those things are left to us to judge, which by definition means; “to determine or pronounce after inquiry and deliberation”. Please, take what…

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For K …I ‘m not quitting on you (My last post for awhile)

Since this is for me….had to reblog it \_( “/)_/

Adurna Blue

You’re dying, you know that right?

Well of course you do,

You’re the one twisting the knife,

Deeper and deeper into the back of your life,

And yes I know,

It’s your life,

And you should have the prerogative

To do with it what you may

 But if you’re not using it as God intended,

Then you might as well give it back K


No I’m not suggesting suicide

I’m drastic but no, that’s wrong

I’m trying to make you see

Open your eyes fully

That these aren’t just the fleeting words

Of some sad country song,



I get it,

You like to wallow 

In self pity, darkness and shame

And you hate it when others feel bad for you

They should mind their own business

And let you do the same 

But you need to realise that you weren’t the first

Nor will be the last

To have demons, skeletons and…

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